As Ye Fan uttered these words, his feet gradually lifted off the ground. Step by step, he ascended the stairs, drawing nearer to Chu Qitian's location. As Ye Fan approached Chu Qitian, his body gradually became bigger before the latter, and Ye Fan's once feeble aura began to surge steadily. As Chu Qitian noticed the shift in Ye Fan's aura, a look of surprise crossed his face.
“You... you've been concealing your true strength all along?” Upon hearing Chu Qitian's remark, a faint smile adorned Ye Fan's handsome face. That was a smile of successful execution, exuding pride and confidence, a clear indication that everything was under control.
“Did you only just realize that now? I must say, you're quite arrogant. You were so overconfident that you only now notice my true strength.”
Ye Fan shook his head with disappointment as he spoke. Throughout history, it had been evident that arrogant armies were bound to face defeat. From the very start, Chu Qitian underestimated Ye Fan. He had simply regarded Ye Fan as a persistent nuisance, someone difficult to eliminate due to their strong resilience. So, throughout the entire encounter, Chu Qitian never granted Ye Fan enough attention or recognition. Previously, Ye Fan's resistance was simply regarded by Chu Qitian as a desperate struggle, an ineffectual attempt to fight back from a position of weakness.
However, unbeknownst to him, the battle that had just taken place was actually a meticulously planned setup by Ye Fan, all leading up to this pivotal moment.
“Symborsus, you are undeniably strong, incredibly strong. Throughout all these years, I can confidently say that you are the most formidable opponent I have ever encountered. If we had engaged in a no-holds-barred, life-or-death battle right from the start, the one who would have emerged defeated would undoubtedly have been me,” said Ye Fan.
“However, you made a fatal mistake. That mistake was underestimating and belittling me, Chu Tianfan! If you had unleashed your full strength against me from the beginning, I might have been defeated and resting in Mount Kransbay by now. But you didn't. You chose to hold back, using only the power you deemed necessary to confront me. Your intention was to conserve your strength for climbing Celestial Road. However, little did you know that your restrained attack was the very opening I needed. It gave me the opportunity to catch my breath and regain my strength.”
Ye Fan's words were profound, and in his deep, captivating eyes, a flicker of distant and chilling light gleamed. He resembled a colossal dragon perched atop a towering mountain, its gaze fixated on the distant horizon.
Indeed, both Symborsus and Ye Fan had held back their true power in the previous battle. For the most part, Ye Fan had relied on Raijin Thunderdrake, passively enduring the attacks. While enduring the onslaught, Ye Fan's body frantically circulated the power of Celestial Cloud, drawing strength and concealing his true abilities. Of course, in the midst of all this, Ye Fan also skillfully employed the Nine Steps of Yunyang to gradually drain Chu Qitian's strength. Indeed, in the midst of this simultaneous growth and decline, the disparity in strength between Ye Fan and Symborsus was gradually closing.
Up until this moment, Ye Fan sensed that the time for his counterattack had finally arrived. It was also the moment to commence the ultimate showdown. Ye Fan's words reverberated through Celestial Road. While listening to Ye Fan's words, Chu Qitian's expression turned increasingly grave. Eventually, as Ye Fan ended his sentence, the raging fury within Chu Qitian transformed into an icy coldness, accompanied by a surging wave of murderous intent.
“You insolent brat! How dare you scheme against me and play mind games! But do you honestly believe that your deceitful tactics alone can defeat me? Let me make it clear to you: even if you have a myriad of schemes, in the face of absolute power, you are nothing but a speck of dust. Your unconventional methods are no match for my overwhelming strength! The only purpose they serve is to delay your inevitable defeat.”
Chu Qitian's voice turned cold as ice, its resonance echoing like a thunderous clap.
“Indeed? Then let us engage in battle and witness the outcome.”
Ye Fan's expression was calm when he spoke. On his handsome face, there was no hint of apprehension or trepidation. On the contrary, there was an unprecedented serenity. He resembled a deep pool and a dried well, unaffected by even the fiercest storm, with no ripples disturbing his inner calm. One might wonder if it was due to self-confidence or the certainty of victory being within reach. However, none of those were the correct answer.
Symborsus had a valid point earlier; in the grand scheme of true power, Ye Fan's tricks amounted to nothing more than minor techniques. The sole benefit of his techniques was to slightly tip the scales of victory in his favor. For Ye Fan, the outcome of victory or defeat, life or death, still remained unknown.
Even in the current situation, the chances of victory for Ye Fan were quite slim, to be honest. Before the battle, Duanmu Wan'er had already alerted Ye Fan about Symborsus and his existence beyond their realm of life, and those beings from other realms possessed extraordinary power and strength that surpassed the boundaries of normalcy.
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